But Jiang Huanqing did not even raise his eyebrows, and immediately spoke to stabilize the army's morale.
"I have heard that the Marquis of Northwest is known as the Fox General. When you march to war, you like to use strategies the most. What kind of trick are you playing today? Shedding the golden cicada shell?"
After saying this, he let out a mocking laugh.
His laugh made many others laugh along with him.
Being looked upon so lightly, the Marquis of Northwest's eyes narrowed to slits.
Eager to pierce this person with a sharp sword.
But it was this very act that Jiang Huanqing noticed.
So he whispered to Feng Qi.
"Don't worry, he's out of tricks. Otherwise, with me mocking him like this, how could he not retaliate against me? The Marquis of Northwest is famous for being petty! Attack!"
Hearing Jiang Huanqing's analysis, Feng Qi nodded, strongly agreeing.
He then shouted loudly.
"Fire!"
With a wave of his hand, ten thousand arrows shot towards the Marquis of Northwest.
